He walked with her in his arms till, gently placing her on the bed, laying her head on the pillow. He followed and layed next to her. Lighty raising his hand, pushing away her hair with his fingers. He never took his warm eyes off hers, he never wanted to.

While she kept staring calmly. She looked down for a moment, then raised her eyes, "Can you hear it?"

He took a moment. "Yes," he answered softly.

She raised her hand a bit, placing it on her heart. She looked down, "And, what does it tell you."

"That," he took a deep breath, "you love me."

She sighed. "Tell me."

He remained silent.

"Does it, normally feel this vulnerable? Like you can lose it all?" She paused, "lose, yourself?" She took a moment, thinking silently for a while, raised her eyes to look at him. "I love you."

They stared at each other calmly. "You, are still afraid," he took a moment, "but sure of youself."

She smiled with a giggle. "You noticed a while ago." She signed, "But yeah." Her fingers started fidgeting. "These feelings, seem scarier than swords on the battlefield." Her heart was beating fast, she could feel it trying to get out of her chest.

He placed his hand on her cheek, kissing her forehead. "I love you," he spoke as they met eyes.

Her eyes widened. She couldn't utter a word. Her heart fluttered, the world around her stopped. She was bashful, with her uncomfortable cute red cheeks.

He held her, putting her head on his chest. "Why don't you hear it yourself."

She still didn't know why she was trembeling as she confessed her feelings. But as the sounds his hearbeat started beating in her ears, she slowly calmed down. Under his warmth, she held unto him. They hugged for a moment. She stopped, raised her beautiful eyes looking at him affectionatly.

His eyes looked calm, he slowly spoke, "Diana."

"Hmm."

He held her cheek with his hand again, gently raising her head, "When you lay those beautiful eyes on me," his face got closer , "You, really stir up my desires." His lips fell on hers, kissing her softly. "Rather, I don't remember a time, I didn't desire you." He kissed her again.

She slowly got on top of him. her hands on his chest.

His hands grabbed her waist, his big fingers on her curvy hips. "Ride me, princess."

Her fingers slowly wrapped on his neck, while moving her hips on his body. She went down to kiss him, smiling as they tasted each other's lips.

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Amina, sitting across Ella and Diana, who was being checked on by a female doctor.

While both Ella and Diana had a smirk on their faces. Amina had a worried expression.

"Ha, my brother didn't really go easy on you."

"Shhh," Diana threw a playfull punch at Ella. "I am sorry, for the first time I invite you to our place it's for something like this."

"Your royal highness, I advice taking a rest in the following days while having proper meals will allow your body to recover," spoke the doctor, bowing to all three of them before leaving.

Diana nodded, meeting Amina's eyes.

Amina sighed with a smile. "You should take good care of yourself from now on."

Ella jumped. "A whole week," she giggled. "Seems like my brother can't keep his hands off his wife."

Diana smiled.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened.

The figure of Cayn entered the room.

Her eyes didn't leave him.

"Neither can I," she murmered in her breath.

He slowly turned his head, then his calm cold eyes to meet hers. He heard it.

Amina stood up, giving signs to Ella to do the same. They walked beside him. Amina only patted his shoulder. "Take care of her," she spoke softly then left.

Cayn bowed his head nodding.

Ella playfully hit him. "That means take it easy," she said smiling happily.

Meeting his cold eyes she shut her mouth and ran behind Amina.

Cayn was left alone in the room with Diana.

He walked towards her, getting on his knee in front of her.

"How are you feeling?" Raising her small hand, kissing it gently.

"Better already, darling." Her other hand patted his head.

He put her palm on his cheek, raising his bright golden eyes to look at her. "I am sorry."

She smiled, patting him, kissing his forehead while resting his head on her thighs. "But you still won't change your ways huh." She chuckled.

He wrapped his arm around her, closing his eyes.

She cuddled his hair. "Hmm, can I ask you something, love?"

He nodded in her embrace.

She played with his hair for a moment, trying to find the right words. "Why, have you never called yourself a god, or something similar, even after achieving such feats, gaining immo-" Her voice slowed down, noticing the cold air around him.

Cayn didn't answer. He slowly raised his head. He stood up and princess carried her. Acting like he didn't hear her question.

Diana decided not to fester about it, letting herself get carried by him to the bathroom without saying a word. She looked around, finding bathtub water filled with roses and flowers while it's charming scent filled the room.

He put her down in front of the mirror, undressing her.

He raised his sleeves, feeling the water's temperature. He carried her again, placing her in the bathtub gently. He got down sitting next to her, laying his arms on the corners of the tub.

She was looking at him the entire time.

He put his hand in the water, pushing the flowers towards her.

She looked down, raising her hand to hold those breautiful roses, she smiled.

He sighed, "It's about time I tell you everything. Do you think a god can die?"

Diana paused, she looked at him, staring at the flower in his hand.

"I met the real angels, far more powerful than anything you saw in those visions. So powerful, that a mere wave, of one small feather, from their wings, can dim the lights from the entire universes. I met one, when I was five years old. No, rather than met him, he was ordered to watch over me in my past life. He was there by my side throught all of it."

Diana's eyes widened, but she remained quiet, listening.

"He showed me. Heaven, Hell. The real ones. I have to say the world 'real' whenever i describe them. Because that is the truth. That means everything you know until now, is wrong."

"The three gods watching over the afterlife..."

"Yeah, that is not the real after life, rather, worlds created by beings with powers, calling themselves gods, to contain the souls of those who die in this world. these beings were gifted powers since birth, yet they chose to use their powers to do such a thing. Greedy they are. But mainly because, they also, didn't know the truth of the powers above them. They, will also be judged at the end of the road." He raised his finger up, "From the highest, to the bottom," he put his finger down, "everyone, everything wil be judged at the end."

Diana gulped.

"You saw it yourself, as long as you have power, you can create your own hell, or heaven."

She remembered what happened with the demon god, or just, demon.

"I thought, even as a small child, what would I do, even if I were to go to heaven, a heavenly garden. What would I be doing there for eternity? What was the purpose of my life, for our lives, for our choises, impacting others. What was, the meaning? To stay in a garden for eternity, or burn in hell for my doings, what is the meaning?"

Diana's eyes dimmed down, as if, she questionned her whole being.

"There is no reason, to think too much into this. Cause after all, everything was so simple."